Innocence Betrayed

I can recall those starry eyed days, before there were limits, before Tina danced with you and hurt your nose. Before she believed she had to be a receptacle for cum. Before he got the notion in his head that who you are on the outside is really who you are. I miss them some times more than anything else. But alas, 'time makes fools of us all'.

© 2015 Jonny The Savage

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10/12/15

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Added on October 12, 2015
Last Updated on October 20, 2015
Tags: Dark Age, Truth, Reality, Esoteric, Kali Yuga, Knowledge, Savage, Philosophy

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Jonny The Savage

Atlantis, Apple Rock

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Aesthete, philosopher and scholar first; and a writer, poet and musician second. A rather blunt individual with no regard for dogma or taboo. A curious soul seeking the truth beyond this mortal coil. more..